[VERSE 1]
Let me tell you a little bit of my life story, used to be a kid who's primary goal was to reach fame and glory, until his shackles got tackled, that's when he heard the birds that cackled, the cry of one of the cackles.
On his home planet he would always feel abandoned, crammed to the point of suffocation, felt stranded. He started seeking confession in these words that he's writing, cause coming out of you're shell is hard, when you've been hiding. We've all learned to give, just so we could receive, and we've all been thought to deny when we don't believe, cause it's hard to stay focused when the camera lens is broken, and even harder when you can't speak, but haven't spoken.

[VERSE 2]
I grew my own pasture, just so they could steal my corn, if I acted like myself, you might look with a scorn. Wandering through the forest, but all I see are wilted trees, searching for honey, but all I find are bitter bees. We all wear masks, but mine is transparent. Acting strong, when the weakness is so apparent. Living in despair, with the spare parts, in a world that's full of violence and cold hearts. And as time passes, and our distant memories turn to ashes, we look at the future to see our past aspects, through-out the years, they treated us like $$#ets, but our heart remembers what our mind forgets. In the dark, I tend to seek the light, on the ground I have tendancy to seek the hight, when I see the clouds, I'm looking for the sky, and in the painful truth, I tend to find a lie.